Hey I've got a good one Stop me if you've heard it before Two priests sit in a bar, One says, "I don't think God loves me anymore," The other is silent, Yeah that faithful safety net, for the inept, From that void comes a voice so candid, "What makes you think he ever did?"
How many souls, does one cold shoulder hold?
Saviours lie and hide their eyes, No one cares if their hands are needed Saviours lie and hide their eyes, Sympathy depleted Saviours lie and hide their eyes, No one cares if their hands are needed Saviours lie and hide their eyes, Sympathy depleted
I know, that there are those, who remember, so I suppose, On and on, this mortal stain remains, unchanged, Purgatory lies, just behind our eyes, and only the lucky die Science has a wicked sense of humour it seems, The heavens have one hell of a mean streak
How many souls, does one cold shoulder hold?
Saviours lie and hide their eyes, No one cares if their hands are needed Saviours lie and hide their eyes, Sympathy depleted Saviours lie and hide their eyes, No one cares if their hands are needed Saviours lie and hide their eyes, Sympathy depleted
So far so good, so what so long, None of this matters if you don't belong, So far so good, so what so long, I think I've done my worship wrong
Drop 'em to their knees (drop) Drop 'em to their knees (drop) Drop 'em to their knees and make them believe Drop 'em to their knees (drop) Drop 'em to their knees (drop) Drop 'em to their knees and make them believe
Yeah Oh yeah
Saviours lie and hide their eyes, No one cares if their hands are needed Saviours lie and hide their eyes, Sympathy depleted Saviours lie and hide their eyes, No one cares if their hands are needed Saviours lie and hide their eyes, Sympathy depletedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
